The Boxer ( Simon & Garfunkel )

C AmI am just a poor boy, though my story's seldom told, G CI have squandered my resistance for a pocket full of mumbles, such are promises.

Am G FAll lies and jest, still a man hears what he wants to hear, C G CAnd disregards the rest.

C AmWhen I left my home and my family, I was no more than a boy G Dm7 CIn the company of strangers in the quiet of a railway station running scared. Am C FLaying low, seeking out the poorer quarters where the ragged people go, G F Em Dm CLooking for the places only they would know.

Am G Am G F G CLie-la-lie, Lie-la-lie la lie-la-lie lie-la-lie Lie-la-lie la la la la Lie-la la la la lie.

Am GAsking only workman's wages I come looking for a job, but I get no offers. Dm7 CJust a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue. Am Dm7 G FI do declare, there were times when I was so lone-some, C G CI took some comfort there. Ooo-la-la la-la la la.

C G7 C Am GThen I'm laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was gone, going home, Dm7 G7 G C Em Am GWhere the New York City winters aren't bleeding me, leading me, going home.

C AmIn the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade, G G7 CAnd he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down Dm7 G7 C AmOr cut him, till he cried out in his anger and his shame G F C "I am leaving, I am leaving !" but the fighter still remains.

C Am G Am G F CLie-la-lie, Lie-la-lie la lie-la-lie lie-la-lie Lie-la-lie la la la la Lie-la la la la lie.

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